Stephan touched me all the time. He touched me before, but this last week it was like he’d up the ante. I think he wanted me to crave him so I never left him. My body felt like it was on friggin' fire. I’d been almost caught a couple of times trying to pleasure myself to help the aching coursing through me. It’s hard to masturbate when you have one hand in a cast and the other was still tender from being shot.
I swear last night I dreamed of having an orgasm and just as I was about to get there wanker moved and jolted me awake. I was so horny I couldn’t sleep on Stephan. When I’d seen my doctor last I’d asked for a prescription for the pill. I tried fooling myself for a while telling myself I didn’t need them. When I got them for myself, the first couple of days I even tried convincing myself not to take them because I wouldn’t need them. I had said I would never have sex with Stephan, but deep down I knew it was bullshit. I wasn’t ready today and I may not be tomorrow, but I knew if things kept going how they were I would be ready to make the huge step and give him me. I lay on my back staring at the ceiling in the dark room.
The sun peeked through the blinds giving light to the dark room. I didn’t want to open my eyes, but I could see the lighter shade of black. Soft lips trailed gentle kisses over my face and down my neck. I tilted my head up so the mouth could have better access. Teeth tugged on the tip of my ear sending shots of pleasure straight to my pussy. “Morning, birthday girl.”
Groaning, I opened my eyes. “Don’t I get to sleep in on my birthday?”
“Yes, if you were sleeping, but I know you were awake. Come on, we have lots to do today.”
I rolled over onto my stomach and glared at him. “Aha, no way. Today is my day. So when you say ‘we’ you mean you have lots to do. I intend to spend the day sunbathing by the pool, going to the movies, and then clubbing with my friends later. I may even come to your game.” I wouldn’t ever miss his game. I loved watching him play football and when we had our break up it was one of the things I really missed. This would be the first game I’d seen in weeks.
Stephan sat up and the cover slipped down showing his tat, I honed in on it and my heart did summersaults. He reached over and tucked my bed hair behind my ears, he lingered at my neck, the pads of his fingers stroking me. I shivered and clenched my thighs, my body melting at his touch. Stupid reaction to him. Stupid body for betraying me.
Stephan smirked and the damn dimples popped. “Well, if it’s what you want.” He got out of bed and I smiled at his rock hard erection. At least I had the same effect on him.
Sighing, I rolled back only to squeal when arms slid under me and lifted me. “Hey, put me down.” As usual Stephan didn’t listen, and carried me to the bathroom and got out a waterproof liner for my cast. After putting it on me, he turned the water on and stepped under the spray. I stared stunned. I’d seen Stephan naked all the time, but I’d never watched him shower. Fantasied, dreamed of it, yes, but seeing…argh, no. I watched as the water riveted over his muscular body. His dick was still standing at attention and all I could do was stare.
“You going to stand there all day or join me?”
Shooting my gaze up to his face, I felt my face heat. Slowly I eased into the shower shutting the glass screen. “Why?” What had changed? He hadn’t done anything like this before.
Stephan gathered me to him and the hot refreshing spray hit me. “Why what?”
“You know. You never showered with me before now. Why now?”
“I’m upping my game.” He reached for my lavender scrub and poured some on my lather sponge. “I missed you so much. I never want to be without you again. I didn’t realize how much I needed you until you weren’t here.” He rubbed the sponge over my body paying special attention to my breasts.
“I thought you were going to give me time and wait until I was ready?”
“I’ll give you time. If I do anything you don’t like or want, just tell me and I promise I’ll stop. I want you, Jade. I want you more than my next breath, but I know that you’re not ready for sex. I want you to get used to my touch. I want to know what you like and don’t. I want you happy.”
Biting my bottom lip, I nodded. He really made it hard for me not to fall for him. I didn’t want to forgive him for leaving me like he did, but when he said things like he just did and then he friggin' tattooed my name on him, I found the wall around my heart not only slipping, but smashing into a million tiny pieces, never to be erected again.
Chapter Thirteen
Jade